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ebkpablo - mr. moneyman lyrics

[intro] (gwmethan)
mister moneyman call me mister moneyman
so many different rubber bands
i don’t give a d_mn (yea, f_ck)
(humming) gwm (yeah) gwm (yeah, what) gwm

[verse 1] (gwmethan)
triple m, call me mister money man
i got overseas money, usd ion give a d_mn
pesos, pounds, huh huh, cad
i like monopoly money, so i stay with aud
lil b_tch boy don’t wanna go band for band cause he know i got a ton
i been running the trap game for so long, you’d think im running a marathon
and i got tricks so don’t you think bout’ playing me
i was sixteen, skipping school, popping percs, and sipping lean
i got model hoes, on model hoes, on model hoes, on model hoes
i move sh_t cross the border like a mexican, sipping modelo
i rap my ass off and sh_t ain’t for the free
bro sent the open and i said, “bro don’t you forget to pay the fee”
b_tch keep on talking won’t ever shut her mouth
pro_tip to all these new traps don’t forget to start driving south
walk up in the spot they call me mister money man
b_tch come to my crib asking why i got so many different rubber bands
so it hold the money still
these people want me k!lled
catch me outside i feel like im dr. phil
and i popped another pill
i think she tryna blow my high or sum’
i feel like im paramore, i keep hearing “ain’t it fun”
thirty hunnids, fifteen fifty’s, f_ck it double double
when twon hop on the track, f_ck it double trouble
yeah i be making plays, ion need no huddle
i feel like im damian lillard, i be ballin’ in the bubble
if he talking crazy f_ck it, up a couple_couple
i don’t know if he wanna get hit by a loaded gun
or knocked out by my knuckles
[verse 2] (twon)
by my knuckles, by my knuckles
you wanna get hit with this gun you a lil’ b_tch
all we do is talk ‘bout money n___a
how the f_ck you stay stressing ‘bout a b_tch n___a
we don’t worry about the sh_t, that’s some kicks n___a
we stressing bout them blues and pink, blues and pink
y’all don’t know what it do
we was trapping out the whole city
abe and all yea, y’all couldn’t get with me
your b_tch tryna pop this e
like?
doin too much ecstasy (huh)
(like)
we don’t talk too much about that sh_t
we just hit that n___a up, he a lil b_tch
i had to climb my way to the top
whet the f_ck you talking bout n___a
i stay ten toes_ [down] dont worry ‘bout that sh_t
the feds was on my ass, i ain’t say sh_t
i ain’t say sh_t, how the f_ck you tryna snitch
and we pull up to your crib, and we hit you in your sh_t
ain’t your mans dead as sh_t? go get back n___a (huh)
(huh)
i hang around some k!llers you don’t know
like how the f_ck you saying i don’t hang with the bros
like i was out here trapping the whole city though
i had connections all over the city bro
what the f_ck you talkin’ bout
your b_tch a lil hoe
she was just sucking on my d_ck like what the f_ck

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